Holding the teacup tightly, Bai Jin lowered her head and saw the ordinary face reflected in the tea.
So far, Yang Yu had met many beautiful girls, many of whom were more outstanding than her.
Does she really have anything that would make Yang Yu choose her over them?
The face reflected in the teacup once again became bewildered, and Bai Jin's heart slightly retreated. If Yang Yu had asked, "Bai Jin, do you already like someone?" she might have summoned the courage to confide everything to him.
Even though it had come to this, why is he still so dense...
Big idiot.
Bai Jin buried her head even lower.
Yang Yu scratched his head, found a chair, and sat facing Bai Jin, quietly waiting for her to speak again.
Yang Yu also had many things he wanted to say to Bai Jin.
But it had to be Bai Jin who spoke first.
This was an opportunity, a chance for Bai Jin to change.
He had to wait for Bai Jin to speak.
